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young boy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm
A boy filled with wanderlust, who never really meant no harm
Bill changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down
But his mother cried as he walked away:
Don’t take your guns to town
Don’t take your guns to town
Don’t take your guns to town
He laughed at his mum and said: your Billy Joe, he’s the man
I can shoot as quick - I can shoot as straight as anybody can
But I wouldn’t shoot without a cause, or gun nobody down
But she cried again as he rode away:
Don’t take your guns to town, son
Leave your guns at home
Don’t take your guns to town
He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hands
And he tried, he tried to tell himself at last he had become a man
The dusty cowpoke stood at his side began to laugh him down
And he heard again his mother’s words:
Don’t take your guns to town, son
Leave your guns at home
Don’t take your guns - don’t take your guns
Don’t take your guns to town
Filled with rage, then Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw
But the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw
As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered round
And wondered at his final words:
Don’t take your guns to town, son
Leave your guns at home
Don’t take your guns to town
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